NAME: Ryphor Fett
FACTION: Mandolorian
RANK: Verde (Mandolorian Regular)
SPECIES: Human, Mandolorian
AGE: 28
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 6' 5"
WEIGHT: 210 Pounds
EYES: Silver
HAIR: Black
SKIN: Light Tan
CREDITS: 1,000 Credits
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: A Long, Deep scar from the left shoulder to the abdomen, a crosscut from a vibroblade.
FORCE SENSITIVE: Enough so that he may be taught basic tricks.
STRENGTH: Ryphor is extremely strong, boosted by his slight force aptitude.
DEXTERITY: He is not terribly agile, but can keep up with others that are.
CONSTITUTION: Ryphor keeps his body in decent condition, as the only thing he does other than drink is work out.
INTELLIGENCE: Ryphor is by no means dumb, but does keep his knowledge limited to what he needs. (Biology, Weapons, Vehicles, Geography, Physics, Martial Arts.)
WISDOM: Ryphor is wizened by experience taught by drunken actions.
CHARISMA: He is rather abrupt and does not like to engage in conversation of the silver-tongued variety.
FORCE POWERS:
None, at the moment.
SKILLS:
He is skilled with dozens of weapons (Some more than others), skilled with explosives, and is a very talented speeder bike pilot.
LIGHTSABER/SWORD FORMS:
With a blade, Ryphor will often go for more defensive forms. (Think Soresu).
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Strengths: Strong, Accurate, Brave, Skilled, Intelligent
Weaknesses: Undecisive, Too Attached, Non-Charismatic, Alchoholic, Rage-Filled.
GEAR:
Maroon and Silver Mardolorian Armor.
SHIP:
Travels by shuttle.
DROIDS:
Ryphor would really like an HK51 Assassin Droid
PETS:
None at the moment.
PERSONALITY:
Ryphor is a somber one. After going beserk, disobeying orders, and still getting congratulated, he has begun to question everything the universe stands for. He feels rage, sadness, fear, but he hides it behind the next glass or bottle of alcohol. He feels no pain, no remorse for what he's done, but that's what causes his fear. He should. He should feel bad for what he has done, but he doesn't feel it, and that scares him more than any weapon in the galaxy.
BIOGRAPHY:
Ryphor was born on the beautiful Mandalorian world of Shogun, in the shadow of a temple to war, commisssioned by Mandalore the Indomitable himself. He was trained to kill from the day he could hold a vibroknife, standing out for his strength and courage. He was a great rifleman, one of the best shots in the solar system according to most. He went through his normal training, expecting to hear something about the famed Mandalorian marksman training that went on on the moon of Dxun.
He was right. The trainers on Shogun were amazed by his marksmanship skills, and shipped him off on the first shuttle to Dxun after he graduated (With top marks in marksmanship and swordsmanship)(Swordsmanship something he liked to practice, but was not as naturally good at as accurate rifle-fire). He began his training with the others learning the ways of a sniper rifle. He passed at the top of his class, as was expected. High-Ranking Mandalorians began to take interest in him as well. It was the scout training that put him where he is now. During the first exercise of the marks, all of the class had to crawl through the jungle without being detected by the trainers. As they made their way through, Ryphor attracted a lot of attention. Enough to draw in a elder Zakkeg. Armed with only their knives, the horrid melee fighters that made up the class were slaughtered. The beasts hide deflected the stunning rounds of the trainers with ease, but Ryphor charged the beast, severing it's spinal cord through a space in it's armor, more luckily than skillfully. He gained the name "Ryphor the Bold" for his bravery, but was looked down upon by other Mandalorians for letting the others die. He was later assigned to a backwater planet, where he sits and drinks himself unconcious daily.